Famous Fraction Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Fraction poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous fraction poems. These examples illustrate what a famous fraction poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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Around or go left or right.
Or you can grasp it with a sly, soundless discretion,
Open it inch by inch, testing each fraction
Of torque on the spindles, on tiptoe
Slip yourself through the upright slot
And press the lock-stile silently
Back into its frame.
Or you can use your shoulder
Or the hard heel of your shoe
And a leg-thrust to break it open.
Or you can approach the door as if accustomed
To having all barriers open by themselves.
You can wrench aside
This unauthori...Read more of this...
by
Wagoner, David
...eems that never
Has the sun lighted it or warmed it, while
Cross breezes cut the surface to a file,
This heart, some fraction of me, hapily
Floats through a window even now to a tree
Down in the misting, dim-lit, quiet vale;
Not like a pewit that returns to wail
For something it has lost, but like a dove
That slants unanswering to its home and love.
There I find my rest, and through the dusk air
Flies what yet lives in me. Beauty is there...Read more of this...
by
Baudelaire, Charles
...Doubt Me! My Dim Companion!
Why, God, would be content
With but a fraction of the Life --
Poured thee, without a stint --
The whole of me -- forever --
What more the Woman can,
Say quick, that I may dower thee
With last Delight I own!
It cannot be my Spirit --
For that was thine, before --
I ceded all of Dust I knew --
What Opulence the more
Had I -- a freckled Maiden,
Whose farthest of Degree,
Was -- that she might --
So...Read more of this...
by
Dickinson, Emily
...t line of green, a pillar stem?
Who hurled this bomb of red caresses?—nodding balloon-film shooting its wireless every fraction of a second these June days:
Love me before I die;
Love me—love me now....Read more of this...
by
Sandburg, Carl
...Least Bee that brew --
A Honey's Weight
Content Her smallest fraction help
The Amber Quantity --...Read more of this...
by
Dickinson, Emily
...ting
In merciless light. A moment so it stayed,
Then was extinguished, and Sir Everard made
One leap, and landed just a fraction short.
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His weight upon the gunwale tipped the boat To
straining balance. Everard lurched and seized
His wife and held her smothered to his coat. "Everard, loose
me, we shall drown --" and squeezed
Against him, she beat with her hands. He gasped "Never,
by God!" The slidden boat gave way
And the black foamy water split -- and met. Bubbled
up...Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
...Tress of Theirs
If haply -- She might not despise
A Buttercup's Array --
I know the Whole -- obscures the Part --
The fraction -- that appeased the Heart
Till Number's Empery --
Remembered -- as the Millner's flower
When Summer's Everlasting Dower --
Confronts the dazzled Bee....Read more of this...
by
Dickinson, Emily
...ern Waters,
Marked His -- What Holiday
Would stir his slow conception --
Had he the power to dream
That put the Dower's fraction --
Awaited even -- Him --...Read more of this...
by
Dickinson, Emily
...
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and from moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and
without breaking anything.
...Read more of this...
by
Cummings, Edward Estlin (E E)
...STOUT marches lead to certain ends,
We seek no Holy Grail, my friends -
That dawn should find us every day
Some fraction farther on our way.
The dumb lands sleep from east to west,
They stretch and turn and take their rest.
The cock has crown in the steading-yard,
But priest and people slumber hard.
We two are early forth, and hear
The nations snoring far and near.
So peacefully their rest they take,
It seems we are the first awake!
- Strong heart! this is no royal...Read more of this...
by
Stevenson, Robert Louis
...rough the small
Barred window of my jail. I live a thrall
With all my outer life a clipped, square hole,
Rectangular; a fraction of a scroll
Unwound and winding like a worsted ball.
My thoughts are grown uneager and depressed
Through being always mine, my fancy's wings
Are moulted and the feathers blown away.
I weary for desires never guessed,
For alien passions, strange imaginings,
To be some other person for a day....Read more of this...
by
Lowell, Amy
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